The wintry weather will recycle itself from sunset to moonrise until the lunar year. Despite October burying the sun behind blankets of billowing snow slush grey clouds and the eastern coast within a Tupperware cage of frostbite inducing temperatures that could rival the peak of mount Everest, well before candy corn is…
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